"Oh." Mo qian'er eats two more mouthfuls of rice under the gaze of Lu Huoying, but the food is really not enough.

Let alone tofu.

"It's good for you to eat more food. Don't be reluctant to eat more."

"But I can't eat. I'm full." Mo shallow son simply put down chopsticks.

She didn't want to force herself.

Master told her that if the agreement said that she would not be forced, she would have to play the agreement to the extreme. She could not be abused by Lu Huoying as before.

Although not wayward, she did not want to suffer this crime any more.

"I can't eat it." Lu Huoying's face was not good. He took a bite of a chicken and frowned. It was really not delicious. No wonder she couldn't eat it.

Lu Huoying is really not fastidious about food. He used to March and fight with the soldiers and lived in the barracks together. He didn't eat any difficult and simple food, so the cooks he took with him were also casual.

But after living in the prince's mansion for a while, he could not even touch the pepper. After Gu Bailu's severe pain in his stomach several times, he fell in love with the spicy food.

Now eat hot pot, eat that call a fragrance.

Now I leave the prince's mansion and eat the rice made by my own cook. There is really only one dislike.

In vain, I found that what I used to eat was so bad.

Lu Huoying's face is becoming more and more ugly. It's not good to think that he is so high that he doesn't even have a good cook.

In particular, Mo qian'er doesn't think it's delicious now. He doesn't even eat rice.

Lu Fanying felt that his women were all bad at food and had no face.

Mo shallow son saw the expression on his face, almost couldn't help laughing. It's hard for him to find the food too bad.

Lu Huoying is critical of other things. No matter what they wear or what they use, even those they serve will choose the most agreeable one.

But I don't choose to eat. It's about because I suffered when I was a child. It's said that I even ate grass roots when I was suffering.

The cook of the prince's mansion hasn't kept his food for years.

I didn't expect that after living in the mansion of the emperor for half a month, his taste was also selected.

"Ask the cook to get the food back and take it down." Lu Huoying ordered, with a taut face.

Red wolf has never had facial expression on the face some craze, how to return a responsibility?

What's wrong with the food? It's toxic?

The red wolf probed the food with silver needle. It's not poisonous.

Why don't you eat? Prince always hates wasting food.

"Prince, what's wrong with the meal?" Asked the red wolf doubtfully.

"I can't make delicious food. Let the cook go." Lu Huo's shadow gives Mo shao'er a look. Mo shao'er is nestling in Jinluo soft couch and looks at him innocently.

This woman, it is clear that she dislikes what he brings the cook to make.

A maidservant is still so selective. If he has to let her eat hard at ordinary times, however

She's not well now. She just had a baby. She's just let her go.

The red wolf waved to the servant girl to remove all the food.

Mo qian'er takes out Gu Bailu's bag from the corner, takes out two delicate food boxes, and opens them to contain fragrant dried beef.

She pushed the food to Lu Huoying: "prince, eat this, spicy beef jerky, it's delicious."

Lu Huoying hated iron and steel on his face: "it's a mess to follow Gu Bailu."

There is no such delicate and expensive package. It's actually this kind of snacks.